In lieu of the temps dipping into the single digits this week, and the impending snow...
I thought I'd share a few photos to remind us that it's a temporary situation.
But everything is temporary, isn't it?
Your beloved children - grow up to be men and women.
In a world of perpetual summer - would the first season's strawberry be as sweet?
In a world of perpetual summer, would there be 'spring chickens'?
So I say - let the January winds blow-let the snow fly and drift -
let my bones rest, and my mind scheme -
Have another cup of coffee, bake another loaf of bread -
Do I have Spring Fever?
Not a smidge of temperature here my friends.
I'm bundled and hunkered.
Haven't even looked at a seed catalog yet.
I'm going to drink up winter, and try to enjoy each day of the bone cold weather, warming myself with the company of friends, the accomplishment of indoor projects completed, and the entertainment of BBC miniseries and new books.
Cause it's temporary.
And if I rush this winter away, I'm in fact rushing my very life away.
I think not.
Hey winter - bring it.